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Job 41

Job 41:1  
“Can you draw out Leviathan with a fish hook, or press down his tongue with a cord?

Job 41:2  
Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?

Job 41:3  
Will he make many petitions to you, or will he speak soft words to you?

Job 41:4  
Will he make a covenant with you, that you should take him for a servant forever?

Job 41:5  
Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?

Job 41:6  
Will traders barter for him? Will they part him among the merchants?

Job 41:7  
Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?

Job 41:8  
Lay your hand on him. Remember the battle, and do so no more.

Job 41:9  
Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Won’t one be cast down even at the sight of him?

Job 41:10  
None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?

Job 41:11  
Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Everything under the heavens is mine.

Job 41:12  
“I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.

Job 41:13  
Who can strip off his outer garment? Who will come within his jaws?

Job 41:14  
Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.

Job 41:15  
Strong scales are his pride, shut up together with a close seal.

Job 41:16  
One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.

Job 41:17  
They are joined to one another. They stick together, so that they can’t be pulled apart.

Job 41:18  
His sneezing flashes out light. His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

Job 41:19  
Out of his mouth go burning torches. Sparks of fire leap out.

Job 41:20  
Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.

Job 41:21  
His breath kindles coals. A flame goes out of his mouth.

Job 41:22  
There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.

Job 41:23  
The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can’t be moved.

Job 41:24  
His heart is as firm as a stone, yes, firm as the lower millstone.

Job 41:25  
When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.

Job 41:26  
If one attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.

Job 41:27  
He counts iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.

Job 41:28  
The arrow can’t make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.

Job 41:29  
Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.

Job 41:30  
His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.

Job 41:31  
He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.

Job 41:32  
He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.

Job 41:33  
On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.

Job 41:34  
He sees everything that is high. He is king over all the sons of pride.”


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